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It’s cool being 38 now, and I’ve just scoured the record collection for a song that is numerically appropriate. ‘38’ by the Revolting Cocks. Fantastic! Totally numerically perfect! Give it a listen and I’m sadly reminded that this is a song...
Read MoreIn Simpsons episode “Life On The Fast Lane” (7G11), Jacques, the most forthcoming French-speaking innuendo artist to come forward since PePe LePew tried to force Rohypnol down the throat of a female black cat that ducked under the fence of a White-Out factory, prepares for...
Read MoreHomecomings at any secondary or post-secondary academic facility can be brilliant things. It gives you a chance to catch up with faces from the past that you’ve not seen in ages, reestablish old relationships, and potentially forge new business relationships based on the different career...
Read MoreIf I have learned anything, and I pretty much have not in actuality, you should know that history, which behaves like an auto-cannibalistic bowl of chili, has a way of repeating itself. And it does so so frequently that it becomes about as annoying as...
Read MoreFirstly, I’m a bit cheezed at Rangers. They won 7-2 and scored two goals in the 90th minute. Why does that suck? I kept trying to get the final score captured on pic at the 90th minute and kept having to get the camera out. Again, good problem to have.
Made the wat back to Edinburgh and slid into the Phoenix for the last show of the festival for me. That will make it 17 shows over the course of my time there with five alone on Friday. Crazy. This is what I’ve noticed about the festival. If you fancy sleep, you’ve picked the wrong place to be. You gather as many shows as you can, where you can, and keep driving.